The Ticket

I went to the store the other day. I was only in there for about 5

minutes. When I came out there was a [profanity removed] motorcycle cop writing a

parking ticket. So I went up to him and said, "Come on, buddy, how

about giving a guy a break?" He ignored me and continued writing the ticket.

So I called him a pencil-necked Nazi. He glared at me and started writing

another ticket for having bald tires!


So I called him a horses ass. He finished the second ticket and put it

on the car with the first. Then he started writing a third ticket. This

went on for about 20 minutes. The more I abused him, the more tickets he

wrote. I didn't care. My car was parked around the corner.